I'm always thrilled to discover a new short story collection, especially one where I might actually enjoy most of the short stories. Here's the publisher's description:

Straying husbands lured into the sea by mermaids can be fetched back,
for a fee. Trees can make wishes come true. Houses creak and keep a
fretful watch on their inhabitants, straightening shower curtains and
worrying about frayed carpets. A mother, who seems alone and lonely, may
be rubbing sore muscles or holding the hands of her invisible lover as
he touches her neck. Wisht hounds roam the moors, and, on a windy beach,
a boy and his grandmother beat back despair with an old white door.

Diving Belles
is a luminous, spellbinding debut that introduces Lucy Wood as a
spectacular new voice in fiction. In these stories, the line between the
real and the imagined is blurred, as she takes us to Cornwall’s ancient
coast, building on its rich storytelling history and recasting its
myths in thoroughly contemporary ways. Calling forth the fantastic and
fantastical, she mines these legends for that little bit of magic that
remains in all our lives— if only we can let ourselves see it.

I'd Like to Thank the Academy...

Pulp Romance by Maria Dahvana Headley

He saw her across a crowded shelf.

Her deckle-edge was seductively deep, her endpapers velvety. She was a first edition, probably autographed. Any man would want to write his name in a book like her.

She noticed him perusing her pages, and blushed. He had a hard spine, and a crisp dust jacket. His eyes were capitalized, and in an obscure font designed in Amsterdam in 1786. She caught herself glancing at his flyleaf, and looked away, mortified.

They were in the YA section, and she was acting like a common galley.

"Can I have your ISBN?" he whispered. He could nearly see her addendum.